|Artemis, like all goddesses of the|
hunt, tended to be a little too fond
of camping. (Wikipedia)
“Well, whatever you come up with had better be pretty small, or there won’t be room for both it and your swollen head!”
In the end, the only way to avoid bloodshed was to have two smaller parties. The quieter gods went over to Hephaestus’s place for hot chocolate and a cozy forge fire, while the wilder gods went out drinking with Aphrodite.